A cat lover just moved in next door. He is a bowhunter and has already set up some hay bales at the back of his lot for practicing. I have been placing open cans of cat food behind his hay bales hoping that he may have a shooting accident with one of his cats. It is nice to have a neighbor unwittingly do you work for you.

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I know you will be able to turn him from the dark side.

perhaps you could be a good neighbor and take up bowhunting yourself, and perhaps play pin the arrow on the crat with him

Maybe after he sticks a cat I'll invite him along on a hunting trip. When I see that his eyes narrow when he sees a cat in his yard I will know that he has come over to the dark side. He won't be a Jedi (cat-eye) warrior long. I told him my black lab's name was Darth Vader because he is so good at catching cats. He was
going out coyote hunting and I loaned him my decoy. Its a synthetic stuffed cat. He thought that was funny. Maybe there is hope for him yet. He said that the cats were his wife's. I told him that was good, because real men don't own cats. He agreed which was further evidence that conversion may be possible. He may eventually be a good neighbor. I just may give the URL to this forum.

"Real men dont own cats" at first I was shocked I had to reevaluate everything shoot cats at any cost or be a real man I quikly came to my senses KILL CATS AT ANY COST.

AOWM,

Don't panic. If you do own a cat, you don't admit it. The cat is always your wife's, your kid's, or just "some stray". There is always a politically correct way out of any situation. It is just like saying
that you like cats the day after you blasted a couple of them. You just don't have to say how or why you
like cats. I can say I like dogs to someone who owns a poodle because in my mind toy poodles are not dogs,
they are cats that bark. Unfortunately I have never come across a feral toy poodle. My wife's aunt died and left an old toy poodle with the instructions that it be "put to sleep". I was given the chore but I couldn't do it the way I wanted, I had to take it to a vet. I did take it to the vet after using it all morning as
coyote bait while I called in a few song dogs. They didn't even notice the jeweled harness and pink leash.
I told the vet the teeth marks on the poodle were from a bad neighborhood mutt. It is not what you say that
counts, its how you say it.

Speakin' of the punt puppies, the neighbors started yappin' at about 0600 today,(she wasn't home) around about 1000 the #16 1/2 couch cougar finaly got tired of the noise or maybe he finally woke up (hard to tell) and strolled across the street he then proceeded to parade his fat ass back and forth in front of the hogwire fence that contained said chihuahua untill the brain dead rat got his head stuck in the fence. He then re-enforced the fact that he has six corners five of which are very sharp and the other of which smells like cat shit. I think lolly will be quiet for a while. On the trip home he took out two moles in the garden. He's a keeper who earns his kitty crunchies! He don't care much for the odd feral cat who wonders by either.
Diamond-City-Bob